A small note: after watching any movie on our english classes we should write a review. Then we should read it out loud in front of our class. This time I decided to have fun. (PS only the half of the events, that were described here, are real :) ).
12th of November.
Not a big day. Got a task to write a review of Bridget Jones's diary. Ha. It would take 15 minutes, maximum. I'll write it this evening.
13th of November.
Forgot about grandma's b-day. Luckily my aunt was the first person I called that morning. Well, everyone can forget about 80 years anniversary!
14th of November.
Heard a lovely song by Gabrielle. It reminds me of something. Something I had to do. Oh, right. Bridget. I should find something funny about Renee Zewellger. What a name!
15th of November.
I dunno why, but there is no info about Zewellger. Anyway, who needs info about actors in reviews?!
16th of November.
Have a party to go tomorrow. Gonna iron my favourite blouse. Mmm . . . Just remembered about Cleaver and Darcy. Did you know that originally Bridget's thoughts about Mark Darcy were "What a hunk"? They should have left that line. Totally agree with it.
What's the smell? Neighbors gonna drive me nuts. Hm, it smells like. . . F***!
17th of November.
After I ruined my fave blouse I had to wear that ridiculous sweater! Except for that everything was fine. Thanks God, nobody asked me about my absent non-existing boyfriend. Actually nobody even came along to say "hi".
18th of November.
You won't believe it, but Colin Firth (Darcy-hunk) has a wife and two kids. Boooooring. By the way - today called 5 of 6 friends - were wondering why I was without a boyfriend.
19th of November.
I still don't get it - why Bridget had to break up with Hugh(!) Grant(!!!) and what puzzles me even more - why Darcy came back!!!!
Have a blind date tomorrow.
20th of November.
The worst day in my life! This guy turned out to be a total jerk! What did it mean - "Please, stop dancing on the table"?! Gentlemen would never said that. Especially in front of the restaurant's visitors.
21th of November.
~morning~
F*** F*** - totally forgot about this stupid Bridget Jones. Well, I should calm down. I still have several hours before deadline.
21th of November.
~afternoon~
No need to panic, there are 2 hours left. And did you know that that Renee Zewellger is actually Zellweger! How people dare to have such hard-to-remember names.
21th of November.
~ and I don't give a damn what time is it ~
all I know I have 10 minutes left. Ok, 10 minutes is still enough. I just have to remember plot and write couple of insignificant phrases. Plot. Plot. You have to remember this! I'm sure there was a diary. And 2 hunks. Uh, there should be something more. Love! Right. Was it a gay movie? Maybe. Anyway - nobody would notice so small detail. Shit! I still have to write it down.
And where are all pupils? Where is everyone? I couldn't have come to the wrong audience. Could I?